Duan Ying was instantly moved when he heard this.
But she also knew that she couldn’t count on Feng Shirong, so she had been using Mrs. Feng’s little gold content to frantically raise funds in the wives’ circle.
She also understood that men are always unreliable. If you want to be rich forever, you can only rely on yourself.
On the last day of the twelfth lunar month, the last small business peak before the Spring Festival, the business district in Shanghai was very lively.
The year-end marketing of Pintuan has successfully entered the final stage. Except for the staff on duty, everyone else in the Pintuan Industrial Park has returned home for the New Year.
At this time, Jiang Qin was standing in the bathroom of the master bedroom, watching the master install the newly bought wash basin and thanked him.
Their wash basin collapsed yesterday.
The indirect reason was that Jiang Ainan spent the night at her aunt’s house and did not come back.
As for the direct cause, Jiang Qin said that it was Feng Nanshu who collapsed the sink, and also said that she was a fat girl. The little rich woman looked aggrieved at the time, thinking that it was not her who collapsed it, but her brother who knocked it down.
But after all, both of them contributed.
“Jiang Qin, the color of this sink doesn’t look good.”
“It doesn’t match a bit, but the wooden top doesn’t freeze your butt, I specially asked someone to make it.”
“?”
Feng Nanshu was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered that she was held up and cried cold several times before, so she hit him, muttering that her brother was the most addicted.
She especially liked to be intimate with Jiang Qin, but she just didn’t admit that she was addicted, and Jiang Qin was the same.
At about eight o’clock in the morning, after the sink was repaired, the aunt led Jiang Ainan over from the opposite side.
Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong’s plane had landed, and they were here for the New Year this year, so she brought their granddaughter to wait first.
Ms. Qin bought Jiang Ainan a thick and simple gold bracelet as a New Year gift for the little girl. She put it on her wrist and made Jiang Ainan sigh with exhaustion.
The little girl didn’t understand why she had to bear the “economic pressure” that she shouldn’t bear at this age.
The little girl wore a white down jacket today. After taking it off, she was wearing black overalls, short hair, and air bangs. She walked into the living room and turned to Qin Jingqiu in a baby voice, calling for grandma to hold her.
Qin Jingqiu deliberately moved away a little, wanting Jiang Ainan to run over and hold her, so as to train her.
However, when Jiang Ainan ran three steps, she suddenly saw her parents coming down from the second floor, holding a bag of candy for the New Year, so she immediately changed her direction and abandoned Qin Jingqiu.
“Dad, hold me.”
“Imitating your mother again.”